My Battle With Mental Health (Chapter 1)[page 20] Blanket of Snow

“Sir are you here for… something?”
“Um… I’m here to meet Niki.”
“Niki… she Is still inside…”
“Oh… do you know when she is done?”
“thirty minutes at most. “
“I’ll wait here…”
“Want some coffee? My wife always makes me far too much.”
“Um… I don’t want to be a bother… I’ll be happy just to wait here “
“Fine… if you want some I’ll be over here.” As he said this he walked over to the guard house…

                I stood there looking at the stars… the moon… it all… looked so nice… it truly captured my attention… soon I found myself sitting down on the edge of the side walk… snow started to cover my shoulders and head. I heard the snow crunch under someone’s shoes…

“Hey…” that soft voice the melodic intonation… just the raw sound… it was Nik, I Spun my head around and looked at her.
“You really managed to keep a man waiting.”
“Don’t flatter yourself ”
“I think flattering yourself is  a good way to keep yourself alive.”
“I like to have other ways to get my sets of thrill…”

                As I was about to stand up she suddenly sat down next me… So… warm… she was in a skirt and leggings not to show off but I could tell that she was cold… she wrapped her arms around me then spoke.

“I still don’t know your name.”
“Do you really need to know my name”
“I think I should… considering your taking me out to drink”
“it’s Sander”

                She stood up… pulling on my hand she brought me to the street. I felt her warm hand on mine… the warmth was comforting… she wrapped her arms around mine. We walked forwards… it was more than something that simple, so we made our way to Char’s bar… each step sounded like a rhythmic beat crunching of snow under our shoes… as we waked over I heard Niki starting to hum… her soft voice started to calm the area around us. it gave everything a bigger sense of meaning… she knew what it felt like to me someone like me. she started to prove that I can still be something bigger. I looked at her and the soft light from the moon perfectly encapsulated her face the highlight of the light made her brown hair slightly glow. Then suddenly she stopped humming…

“Sander you are staring.” As she said this she turned to look at me…
“Sorry… it… it was just such a nice…um…” I froze I was not able to say anything else.
“Don’t want to stop there, I was about to take that as a compliment. ”
“I was going to give a compliment. It… I just can’t really say what I want to right now… can’t find the words for it right now.